trying to find a way to carry on, i search myself and everyone to see where we went wrong because there’s no one left to point a finger at, there’s no one here to blame, there’s no one left to talk to.
and once i finally settle down and get on with my life you decide to come in again. what am i living for? this vicious cycle, where you decide when to start, spin, swirl, roll, shake, twist, stop and over and over again..? this is crazy. i want to live my life without having to wonder what you are doing a thousand miles away. this is crazy, but you tend to make a stir in my head. i don't like it. but i love you.
i guess that was obvious.
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